I ENVY you
i like the way you hold your
tool
like a garden shovel
that takes
almost everything
to make the flowers
of spring
bloom
i envy you
you have taken
what i long for
and you
have enjoyed it
to the full
i like the way
you dip your tongue
to the petals
and on that nectar's
taste
a bee dances in the
sky
in ecstasy
i watch all these
events passively
like i were an electric
post that lights
the street at night
and still
stares endlessly
to all those
who are lost on their
way to
finding the island
delights
of their shore-less
hearts....
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